They came for Alex Jones, and I fucking cheered because that fat asshole finally faced the consequences of shilling his assholery for profit, hang who he hurt.
They came for Steve K. Bannon, and I fucking cheered, because that racist, fascist fucker tried to dismantle the country just so he could get a pat on the head while he was down on his knees sucking off The Lyin’ King.
They came for Mike Lindell, and I fucking did a heel click, which ain't easy for a fat arthritic guy, because he's been the Daughterfucker-In-Chief's primary Johnny Bullshitseed, when he isn't using his pillow company as an obvious cover for dealing horse to kids.
Anyone else they come for, be they mule-faced heir to the Golden Man-Child's illusory fortune, a barely literate Hee-Haw skit come to life, or America's Drippiest Mayor, will have earned their shiny new chrome bracelets and a stay in the draftiest fucking prison cell.
On the upside, I'm sure they could make some money with all the books they'll write. If only their fanboys could read…